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Her new husband had paid for a cadre of escorts back to Mantua. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. She had found that proof. The horns were the worst, slipping in and out of tune and rushing the easy sections, fighting everyone else. They must be for your father.
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